Conner Kent

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Being a super hero is fucking cool.

There are the obvious perks, you save people lives, you have crowds applauding when they see you, sometimes you even get free food if you play your cards right. But hands down the best part of being a superhero is the pussy.

I know, crude much Conner? But dude, it's true.

I mean it doesn't hurt that I'm the clone of one of, if not the, best looking superhero in the world. I mean he doesn't do anything for me but Superman is seen as a major stud and I'm seen as his hotter little brother which makes getting laid like doing whatever you do to fish in a barrel.

Of course the skin tight t-shirts I use as my uniform helps but it's really just the cherry on top of my fucking awesome sundae. Like Kal, I don't need to work out to have a perfect body, it's built into my genes to have an eight pack and no body fat so basically I won the genetic lottery a couple of times over.

On top of that, it turns out that Kryptonians have one more genetic attribute the general public doesn't know about. We have fucking horse cocks, every single one of us. Clark's is of course the biggest, I've never seen it but I've heard tales about it from his son Jon, who also packing some serious meat for a teenager. And I know I have a piece of meat that can turn any head I want, so all the Kryptonian guys I know are hung.

And that's the reason I wear a pair of tight blue jeans as the rest of my uniform. They're made with some super science shit from STAR labs that doesn't tear that easily but even they can't hide the monster in my pants. I have to replace them once every two weeks because if I wear a pair too much my cock will actually wear out a spot in front making it super obvious what I got.

So yeah, as Bart likes to say, my life is pretty crash.

Take today for example.

There was a three alarm fire in Suicide Slums, Clark was busy off world so I had taken the day to patrol around the big M in case something like this happened. When I arrived the place was all flames and screaming. It was obvious the fire crew were not going to put this out and that there were still people trapped inside.

This looks like a job for...well me.

I rushed into the building, holding my breath the best I can. I wasn't Clark but I could hold my own with no air for a while. I made sure to keep flying so I didn't add any weight to the crumbling floor. I grabbed a family of three out of the second floor and rushed them outside before running back in. This place was coming down and I was running out of time.

It was times like this I wish I had Clark or Bart's speed.

Another couple and back in and I can hear the roof starting to crack. My x ray vision shows seven more people and no time to run them out in time. I freeze for a moment, I'm not Clark, I can't do this...

And then it hits me, I'm not Clark...I'm better.

I place my hands on the floor of the building and push out with my powers, my tactile telekinesis rushes through the building in a second. I strain to expand it out as far as I can, the roof begins to fall as I reach out and "grab" the last people inside. Once I can feel them I encircle them in my field and pull them down towards me, through the floors, breaking through floor after floor as they are pulled towards me. As they get closer it gets easier until it is just a small globe around us as the fiery deathtrap collapses down.

From the outside it looks like I flew in and the building fell on me, there is silence on the street as they wait for any sign of life in what looks like a lost cause.

I push upwards and the ruble on top of us explodes out, revealing us safe and sound.

The crowd erupts in applause and I make sure to give my best awww shucks smile as I wave and nod to them. As I walk them clear of the building a gorgeous blond with a news crew comes running up to us.

"Superboy! Superboy can I get a minute?"

I make sure the survivors get clear and point them to towards the EMS as I smile at her, "You can have two."

She pauses, not sure how to process that. She shakes her head slightly and starts to interview me about the fire and how fucking awesome I was in saving all those lives. As I talk, and the camera isn't on her, I see her glancing down a couple of times and I realize I might have gone a day too long in changing my jeans out. When she's done the camera crew packs up leaving her and me alone.

"So this a normal day for you?" she asks with a smile.

"No normally there are more aliens."

She laughs way too long at my joke, "So what time do you get off?"

I raise my eyebrows, "I get off whenever I want to."

She gets the joke and I see her blush, "I have to file this," she says digging in her pocket, "But here," she pulls out a business card and writes something on the back, "I get off work at 5 and that's my address. Do the math hero."

She hands it to me and walks away as I take a good long look at what I will be doing tonight.

I wasn't always like this, ok yeah I was. When I came out of the tube I was a little fucking horndog. I must have sniffed up every skirt in Hawaii the time I was there, but I looked like I was 14 and no one took me serious. When I got to the states and joined the Young Justice I aged up to around 16, which meant flirting with girls were easier but I still wasn't getting any. It wasn't until I joined the Titans and I got my final growth spurt. I now looked 19 and was a fucking stud.

That was when I started hooking up with Cassie, well it was more than just hooking up...

Whatever.

Every since Cassie and I stopped seeing each other I had been stepping out, tagging all the ass I missed out on in Hawaii. So far I had spread the girls out so I didn't get a reputation but I really didn't care. Roy was a known as a fuckboy and no one cared about him. My only fear was that if Clark found out I was whoring around he'd be disappointed in me and I don't think I could take that kind of shame.

I flew around for the rest of the day, stopped a car chase and broke up a mugging when I saw it was past five I knew it was time to get busy.

She lived on the 43rd floor of Lex Gardens, I landed on her back patio, making sure I did that super cool slow float down thing Clark used all the time. She opened her sliding glass door, she was wearing a half shirt and running shorts, showing as much skin as she could without being naked.

"You're late," she said as I landed.

"Since the party doesn't start until I arrive, I'm never late."

It's cheesy but she buys it and leans in and kissed me when I get close.

Like I said, being a super hero is a lot of fun.

So ten minutes later we are naked in her room and I am showing her exactly why I'm called the Boy of Steel. She is calling out my name as I show her intimately the difference between human and Kryptonian cocks.

"Oh fuck..Conner...your fucking COCK!"

I know I should just shut up and take credit, but I'm cheating a little. I'm using my power not only as a condom but also using it to tickle her clit, giving her feelings she will never feel with another guy. I learned this trick with Cassie when she told me I was too big to fuck as rough as I did. So I had learned how to use my power like this, and so far it has been the best trick I had ever learned.

She was losing her mind, her head trashed from side to side as my power tickled her into a full blown orgasm within seconds. I was really getting into this when her phone on the nightstand goes off with an alert.

"Shit..oh shit..." she moans as she looks over at it.

"Let it ring," I say, fucking her harder.

"C-can't...meta alert...."

Crap, I was still on duty.

I pulled out of her as she reached for the phone, her legs were shaking from my fuck. She looked at it and cursed, "Fuck, Parasite is attacking STAR labs."

Awesome, not just a meta but a Superman one.

"That's my cue," I said, pulling my jeans on, not even bothering with my underwear, "This shouldn't take long."

"You sure," she asked as she pulled a shirt on, "Parasite can hold his own against Superman."

I put my shirt on and smiled, "Baby, I ain't Superman."

Before she could say anything I took off, I was going to beat the shit out of this purple asshole for messing up my night.

I could hear the alarm about a mile away, there were police units already lined up outside and a huge hole in the side of the building. As I landed I saw Maggie Sawyer wave me down.

"Where's your dad?" she asked the moment my feet hit the ground.

"He ain't my dad and he's out of town, I got this."

"Kid, that's Rudy Jones in there, of all the people to call themselves Parasite he is the worst. Don't you have the JLA's number or something?"

"I can handle this," I assured her, "Superman left me to protect Metropolis and that's what I plan on doing."

She sighed, "At least let me send some guys in with you, you're gonna need all the help you can get."

"I'm not gonna have time to deal with this jerk and protect your people, stay back, I got this."

She rolled her eyes and gestured towards the building, "Alright then, you think you know what you're doing."

Bitch.

I flew into the lab, looking all over for this guy so I can get this over with and get back to my night. There were alarms going all over the place and I stepped over a few unconscious employees, already drained by Parasite. As I made my way deeper into the building I began to worry where this guy was. From everything Clark told me about him before, he was usually a hey Kool-Aid type of guy, just rushing at him and trying to drain him of his powers. So this hide and seek crap was different.

I got into the main lab area and saw the main reactor was cracked down the side and drained dry.

"Oh that isn't good," I said to myself as I swept the area with my x-ray vision.

"No it isn't!" a voice said from above me.

Parasite fell on top of me, well more specifically my field. I wasn't born yesterday, well I mean it was only a few year ago but I ain't THAT dumb. His hands slid over my TK as he fell to the floor, there was a slight tingle as he drained some of the energy but he never actually touched me.

He hit the ground shocked, he was not expecting that.

"What's wrong Grimace? Not ready for a challenge?" I taunt as he looks at his hands, wondering why he didn't drain me.

"You ain't Superman!" he cries out.

"Give the man a prize! So you wanna give up now or after I kick your ass?"

He leaps up at me, his hands glowing with the purple energy. Once again he grabs my shield and I toss him aside, Again he can't touch me, all he can do is drain my field a little before I throw him away. This guy was a joke!

"How are you doing that?" he asked angrily.

"Trade secret," I quipped as I flew at him.

Normally this is where Clark would get zapped, he's flies at him, get hugged and boom, drained. But like I've been telling people. I am not fucking Superman. Just before I hit him I extend my field out and use it like a battering ram, slamming him hard and sending him flying across the room. I could see his glow dim as the impact ate into his energy reserves. He was not expecting a real fight.

"There's a nice comfy cell at Belle Reeve just waiting for you, if we wrap this up you might make it in time for dinner."

He snarled at me and let loose an energy bolt. He had to be desperate if he was throwing his power away like this. The purple bolt hit me and dissipated around me, I felt my TK weaken for a moment but nothing serious, just like everything else he had tried so far.

"Ok, play time is over," I say flying at him, ready to throw him into next Tuesday. He braces and we impact, I feel him drain my field again but it's not enough to do anything. I punch him twice, breaking the contact and he goes down to his knees, holding his jaw.

"Give up!" I roar!

He holds his hands out, "Ok, ok! I surrender."

Finally!

I grab a bar of metal and bring it over, "Hands out."

"So you have some kind of force field?" he asks as he holds his hands out.

"Telekinesis if you have to know," I said as I bent the bar around his wrists, "I don't like being touched."

I haul him to his feet, "Ok come on, the SCU is waiting for you."

"Telekinesis," he muses as we walk, "I've had that before."

"Well you ain't getting mine."

"Thing about TK is it's a bitch to keep up," he said as we passed one of the research labs. He pushed me through one of the glass doors and we crashed into the tables. He snapped the metal cuffs in half, dammit he was faking! As I scrambled to my feet he grabbed something off the floor, "You have to concentrate!"

He pointed the thing at me and my ears exploded as I felt about a billion decibels of white sound hit me. I cover my ears but I can hear this shit vibrating my bones. I try to stand but it's too late...

He's right there.

He grabs me and I try to get my field up but the sonics are making everything wonky. I feel him grab my hand and my stomach turns as I feel him make skin to skin contact.

"GOTCHA!"

"Shit..." I moan as I feel my body shake, he drops the device and grabs my other arm and drains me hard. As I feel my energy sink I think to myself I guess I won't be getting back to the reporter tonight.

"OH YEAH!" he screams as I fall to my knees, "THAT'S THE STUFF!"

I fall to the ground, weak as a kitten as he stands there, taking my power into him.

"Not bad kid...I mean you're not big blue but you'll do in a pinch."

I tried to stand but my legs would not cooperate.

"Fuck why am I so horny?" he asked himself, "Did I turn you on?"

I shake my head, trying to talk but all that comes out is slurred sounds.

"Ah...the reporter..." he says thinking about it, "Damn kid you got some blue balls."

God this is humiliating, was he really making conversation about my sex life? I tried to crawl away but he just laughed and put his foot down on my back, "Going somewhere squirt? We aren't done yet."

He turns me over and flips me onto my back, "What do you want?" I ask weakly, just talking was exhausting.

"Well if the SCU is outside I need a pick me up," he kneels down, "And you look like a snack..."

I try to bat his hand away but it's useless.

He places his hand on my chest and I feel more life force drain into him, "Ahh...there we go..."

I shake my head as I feel myself grow weaker...I am about to black out and when he stops...

"What's this?"

I can't even look up to see what he's talking about. I feel myself slipping into unconsciousness when something rubs my crotch. I jerk and look down and see him rubbing my cock through my pants!

"Wha..." I ask, feeling my head spin.

He slides his hand over my cockhead and then brings his finger up to his mouth, "Is this what I think it is?" he asks as he licks his finger clean and shudders. I see him visibly grow as he moans, "Oh shit...what the hell??" he asks, looking down at my crotch.

Before I can even ask he leans down and licks the front of my jeans, I close my eyes as I feel a guy's tongue move over my soft dick.

"What the fuck man...." I ask, my anger giving me a small about of energy.

He ignores me and just laps the front of my jeans like a fucking cat with milk. I try to push him away but I have the strength of a five year old and he just ignores me. Normally someone licking my cock through my jeans would feel nice but this is a fucking guy and a villain at that!

After about a minute of this he sits up and takes a deep breath, "Oh Jesus..." he looks down at me, "Kid if I knew kryptonian protein was that good I wouldn't have wasted my time trying to drain Superman's powers."

"Protein?" I ask confused.

He gives me a grin, "Shouldn't gave gone commando kid, you're a leaker."

I looked down at my crotch and realized I must have been smearing precum during the fight...shit.

"Come on man, you got what you wanted..."

He laughed and cut me off, "No I just got a taste of it...we're just getting started."

Before I could ask what he meant he lifted me up on his shoulder, "Come on kid, you're my new golden goose, let's go lay some eggs."

I felt him fly up and my head spun...as things went black.

I woke up and I felt like shit.

I don't know what girl I went home with but she had the shittest bed I had ever felt. And it was fucking cold, I try to roll over to get some covers and I can't move.

That wakes me up fast.

I'm fucking strapped down to a table, naked! I struggled but these metal straps held me tight, where the fuck was my strength? I struggled for a few minutes and was already out of breath. I was in some kind of sewer place? I saw pipes and concrete...where in the fuck was I?

"HEY!" I screamed, "ANYBODY THERE?"

This was humiliating, buck naked on a table, strapped down...god if the guys ever found out...

"Hey, hey!" a man's voice said, "You're up!"

As soon as I saw him everything came back to me, fuck. It was obviously Parasite but he looked...different. His skin was less purple now, he had black hair and his eyes...were blue? It was like he was halfway between being Parasite and a normal person.

"Dude let me go," I growled, trying to get free again.

He laughed, "Come on big man, if you're such a stud, break free."

I tried, I really did, but these straps were not moving and I was panting like I had just ran a mile.

"Yeah that's what I thought, pussy."

I scowled at him as I tested the metal one last time, "Fuck you."

"Tough talk from the bitch who's tied down."

"Give me back my powers and I'll fuck you up!"

He stood over me, "You mean my powers don't you?"

I wanted to hit this asshole so bad...but I just couldn't get free.

"Yeah keep struggling, wear yourself out. We got all night."

I stopped trying, realizing he was right, there was no way I was getting free, "So what do you want?"

"Want? Oh dude I want it all," he said as he walked around the table, "I want babes, power, money, fame...I mean what don't I want?"

He wasn't talking like this before, or was he? I mean it wasn't like I was paying that much attention to him before, but he sounded...different?

"So what you want me to help you get all that?"

He turned around and looked at me, "No dude, you are going to give me all of it," he took a step closer, "At least parts of you are."

He reached down and took hold of my soft cock, "HEY!" I raged, "BACK OFF FAGGOT!"

He looked over at me and though he was smiling, I could see the danger in his eyes, "You shouldn't call people....names."

He grabbed my balls and squeezed and I screamed bloody murder!

"FUCK STOP! SHIT NO....STOP! STOP!"

He held tight, "You need to learn respect asshole, and I'm the one to teach it to you. Say you're sorry."

He squeezed again and I just yelled, "I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY!"

He let go and chuckled, "See? You can be taught."

I felt like I was going to throw up it hurt so bad, he kept walking around the table looking down at me like I was a ten course meal.

"I need protein," he said tracing a finger across my chest, "Kryptonian protein to be exact. And since Big Blue is MIA...that leaves...you."

"Since when do you want protein? I thought you just sucked powers."

"I did, I mean I do, but you showed up all rawdog and I had a taste...I mean man! The difference is like night and day. I've been going about this all wrong."

I was grimacing, thinking about how this dude licked my fucking jeans for my nut juice, "Dude that's gross."

His smile vanished and his face twisted into rage, "You know what's gross? Being born with a condition that gives you fucking purple skin? You know what sucks? Getting fucking picked on and beat up because you're a freak! Not everyone was made to be fucking perfect out of a test tube...so don't fucking lecture me about what is gross your arrogant fuckboy!"

"Yeah that all sounds like it sucks man but no one made you be a fucking super villein!"

"You're right, that was a choice...just like this is."

He grabbed my cock and rubbed it, "back off man!" I yelled, "Stop fucking touching me!"

"I need to you to shoot dude, come on!"

My cock was not moving, if there was anything less sexy than a super villein tying you down and trying to jerk off, I don't want to know. He kept at it for a few minutes and then punched me in the stomach hard, "FUCKING GET HARD!"

The air was knocked out of me as he sat there and lost his mind.

When I could talk I said, "Dude, I'm not into guys...I won't get hard."

He paused for a moment and then smiled, "Challenge accepted."

Oh fuck, that was what I said when one of the guys said there was a chick I couldn't pull. Wait, was this guy acting like me on purpose? Was he just mocking me or what?

"Dude don't man," I pleaded, "I'm not gay...I don't like guys like that."

"How do you know?" he asked, his finger moving over my abs, "Have you ever tried?"

I made a face, it was just instinct at this point,. "Fuck no!"

"Then let's find out shall we?"

One fingernail moved over my pec, I closed my eyes as I felt my stomach turn.

"Everyone has a point where they lose control, and just give into it. You know what the secret is to finding it?"

That sounded familiar but I couldn't place it, I was trying to remember when something tweaked my nipple.

"You just have to tune it in."

I gasped as I felt the pain and pleasure move through my body, I remember where I'd heard it before, from my mouth! Tim was talking about how things with him and Stephanie had hit a plateau in bed and was asking me if I had any pointers. I had told him that she was just uptight and probably needed some help getting there.

"Dude have you played with her nipples?" I had asked him.

Typical Tim he blushed as he shook his head, "I wouldn't even know how."

"It's simple," I said with a smile, "The trick is making sure you don't go too hard, they aren't radio dials, but if you're gentle and take your time...everyone has a point where they lose control and just give it the urge to fuck. You just have to tune it in." and I had made a twisting motion with my fingers.

"Fuucckkk..." I said under my breath as I tried to twist away from his hands uselessly.

"Look at those nips!" he said excitedly, "Someone's excited."

"Fuck off..." I hissed as I tried to ignore the sensations I was feeling. I'd never let a chick do this to me before...Jesus Christ it was like a straight line to my cock. The only thing that was stopping me from throwing wood was that it was a fucking guy making me feel this.

But even as it is I was chubbing up a little.

"We'll get there," he said locking eyes with me.

It took a moment for this words to sink in.

"Dude, please, no...please..."

He chuckled. "Look at you, begging like a good slut already."

I screamed as he leaned in and bite my left nipple, not hard just enough to make me feel it. Again there was that fucked up spark to my dick and I felt myself try to ignore it. But his tongue and teeth...Jesus, is this how chicks felt when I did it to them?

Like he was in my head he paused and looked up at me, "Yes, this is exactly how the girls felt," before he moved to the other one. I clenched my teeth as I fought it but god I was fucking tried. There was a tingle where his skin touched mine and I could tell he was also draining me slightly as he played with me. The combination was killing me, I was losing the mental endurance to ignore what my body was doing to me.

He stopped chewing on my nips and looked down at me, he grabbed my pecs and squeezed, "Look at the fucking tits on my girl!" He manhandled me, molesting my body and there was nothing I could do about it. He kept feeling me up like I was some bimbo I picked up after a fight. I heard myself whimper as he just kept feeling me up, his hands roaming all over my body.

"You are so hot!" he said, leering at me as he just took my naked body in, "We are going to have so much fun!"

"C'mon man," I pleaded, "I told you I ain't a fa...I'm not gay!"

He smiled as he caught me correcting myself, "Neither am I, in fact growing up I was completely straight. But I found when I drained people and absorbed their minds, their wants and desires became mine. It used to fuck me up but now I can see that it's all the same thing. Guy, girl, whatever, it's just sex."

"It's not the same to me!"

"Isn't it?" he asked, rubbing his hands u p my eight pack, "See I am linked with you pretty deep, and I am fucking horny as hell looking at you. You may think you're straight but I think you like yourself a little too much."

Shit, I was in trouble.

I did think I was hot, when I got out of the shower I loved looking at myself and the way the water made my muscles pop. I mean it wasn't as gay as it sounded, I was just proud of the way I looked. And now it seems this asshole felt the same.

"It's ok baby," he purred at me, "You're hot, you're allowed to look."

Oh god, what the fuck was going on? His hands moved down and I felt his hand move through my shaved pubes, my stomach went all queasy as I closed my eyes in shame.

"We're getting there," he said, stroking my half hard cock, "Not quite there..."

I let out a low moan as he played with my junk like I was a fucking sex doll or something.

"So we found out you like your tits played with...what else turns you on?"

I gasped as I felt him grab my balls in his hand, "Oh yeah, these babies feel full."

"Come on man..." I groaned as he rolled them around in his hand, "Please stop..."

"Smooth as a baby's bottom," he noted, "So considerate for those people who end up sucking them."

"What??" I began to ask and then froze as I felt a moist, warmness engulf one of my balls, "No...." I cried as I felt him begin to suck on my left ball. I have huge balls, I'm almost as proud of them as I am of my cock, and they are super sensitive, his mouth felt fucking incredible and no matter how much I fought it, my body began to respond against my will.

I looked down and saw my cock slowly start to harden, "Noooo...." I was getting turned on and I couldn't stop it.

He rolled my ball around, his tongue was doing things that my cock was loving. I tried to think of anything in the world that wouldn't turn me on. Old people, baseball, the smell of the Titans locker room after Gar uses it...fuck he is doing the other ball now.

"Oh god..." I cry out before I clamp my mouth shut. I can't be liking this, fuck...I wasn't a fag...I can't...

He grabbed my cock as he sucked on my balls and I felt my whole body shake, oh god that felt good. No, fuck no....I closed my mouth and forced myself not to react, but his hand...shit his hand...

I let out a relieved sigh as he comes off my balls, "Oh see? Now this is more like it." he says as he strokes my fucking raging boner, "Thought you wouldn't get hard?"

"Fuck you..." I said, feeling exhausted, shit what was he doing to me?

"Sooner or later...but first..."

"NO!" I screamed as I felt his mouth move over the head of my cock. I closed my eyes as I felt the wetness engulf my cock and slammed my head back against the table. His tongue rolled around my head and I was biting through my bottom lip to keep from moaning like a whore in heat. Fuck...this guy could suck a dick! I fought it as hard as I could, I wasn't going to give in, I refused to like this...it's a guy...a fucking guy...

He started rolling my balls around in his hand and I let out a low, "Oh fuck..."

My head thrashed from side to side as I did my best to not to like this but for fuck's sake this guy could suck the chrome off a tailpipe. But I wasn't a fag, I wasn't going to give in, I kept my mind focused on anything else as my traitorous cock just pulsed with pleasure.

My fingernails were trying to dig into the metal table as I did everything to focus on the ceiling, the walls, anything but this guy's mouth. I was fucking Superboy, I wasn't going to give into this bullshit. I was better than this, I was straight, I was a fucking stud, no way this faggot gets the best of me.

He licked up and down my shaft and god I wish this guy would give classes to women cause my god he was good, but it was a guy and no...just no.

"Not. Going. To happen!" I say through gritted teeth, "Not. A, Fag!"

He sucked a few more times and then stopped, letting me catch my breath.

He wiped his mouth, "I'm impressed, lesser men would have given in by now."

"I ain't lesser men."

He scowled at me, "You're worse...you're just a tight ass cunt that needs to be shown better."

"Not by you," I said, not breaking eye contact.

The smile on his face was fucking terrifying, "You're right, if I wanna get into your panties...I need to take pointers from a master."

I looked at him confused.

"I mean if someone was gonna get some slut to spread her legs...who would they call?"

I slowly say his features change, his skin became flesh colored, his chin and cheeks became broader, within seconds I was staring at myself.

"Come on baby," he said in my voice, "Open up for daddy."

He moved towards me and I steeled myself, I was not going to let this asshole win.

"Come on...let me make you feel good," he grabbed my cock and I tried not to react. He leaned down and began to suck me off again, never breaking eye contact. As he licked I clenched my teeth and wouldn't let it get to me...

I felt something move through me, like a muscle twitch or something...I had never felt like it and it distracted me from the blow job for a moment. It felt like I had a something wrong with my stomach, it was like something was moving in...

My ass came off the table as I felt an electrical shock somewhere deep in me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I pushed my cock into his mouth. It stopped and fell back to the table, I was breaking a sweat...what the..

"FUCK!" I roared as it happened again, something was going off in my ass and my cock was pulsing...oh my god...my toes were curled, my hand balled into fists...shitshitshit.

His mouth came off my cock and my breath was coming in ragged heaves, "W-what...what are you..."

It happened again and my whole body seized up as I felt my cock throb, a dibble of precum spilled down my cock and he leaned in and licked it off, his eyes fluttering as he drank. Once he was done it stopped and I fell back to the table.

"Stop...stop....what are you doing?" I asked, sweat falling off my body.

My own face grinned back at me, "What's wrong baby? You don't like your pussy being played with?"

I didn't understand his words and then it hit me...he was using my trick! He was using my own power against me! The horror on my face must have been cleared cause he just smiled.

"How does it feel? My girl like that?"

Another spark and fuck! My body shook as I felt my cock just rage with lust, he was using my power to move, there was something...oh god...oh...

"Fffffuuuucccckkkk..." I moan as my eyes closed in ecstasy, oh my god what was he doing to me?

"Yeah how you feeling now?" he asked, climbing up on the table, twisting my nipples again. This time though my chest jutted out, like I was begging him to do it. Oh god it was like nothing I had ever felt, whatever he was pushing inside of me was making every single touch a million times better. Fuck I was whining like a bitch as he was making me lose my mind with just his hands...

"P-please stop...please..." I moaned,

"Why? You love this don't you?"

He hit whatever it was harder and I felt my cock burp another glob of precum as I kept whimpering. I felt him lick the tip of my cock and it was so fucking good...oh my god...I was losing it.

"WAIT! WAIT!" I scream, "STOP, PLEASE...JUST TALK FOR SECOND!" I scream.

And just like that it stops.

I fall back to the table, I had never sweated like this before, I was soaked, my whole body was glistening in sweat and my cock was just throbbing like I had never touched it before.

"I'm listening," he said, straddling my waist, my own face looking down at me.

"You don't have to do this, please...I'll do it for you."

He arched one eyebrow.

"I'll jerk off, you drink the load, you don't have to do this, please. Not like this, I'm straight, please..."

"So you'd just what? Jerk yourself off and let me drink the result?"

I shook my head panicked, "Yeah, yeah I can do that. Please...just don't do it like this!"

Fuck I was really begging, I felt like I was close to crying. Worst was I meant it, I would jerk off for him if it meant he wouldn't do this to me. I was desperate, I could feel my eyes tearing up as I waited for his answer.

"I mean it's tempting," he said, "But I'm gonna be honest with you. Normally I would do just that, but your own obsession with yourself is kinda fucking with my mind. I mean I look down at you and all I can think of is how much I want to do this."

"Do what?" I asked terrified.

He smiled, and I felt the fear hit me in the gut.

"Trust me when I say you'd do the same thing."

"NO!" I screamed as he moved down, spreading my legs, "DON'T! PLEASE...I BEG YOU..."

I felt my power touch my ass again and then there was a tingle of his power as I felt his cock touch my hole. Instantly any of the strength I might have had to tense up, resist it vanished.

"Please..." I said quietly as my power moved deeper in me, "Don't..."

Something brushed me and my eyes closed as I felt that rush of pleasure, in that moment of relaxation he pushed into me as I groaned in shame.

"Oh baby," he groaned as he pushed into my virgin ass, "You are so TIGHT!"

There was pain but it was being counteracted by his power tickling whatever was in me. The fucking pain felt good as I arched my back, unconsciously pushing him into me. He was holding my legs apart like I was a fucking whore, just slowing pushing into me, making sure he was watching my face the whole time.

"Oh look at you..." he said as my body writhed under him, "How's this feel?"

Just like that I felt my nipples tweaked as something gripped my cock, he was using my power to fondle my whole body at once.

"Oh fuck...shit..." I whined as I felt every single part of myself react to being fucked, "Please....please..."

"Come on Conner," he said, starting to pump into me harder, "Show me how much you love this? You feel that? You feel your own cock fucking you? Who's the girl now Conner? Who's the bitch getting railed by this super cock? Huh? Who Conner? Who?"

He kept slamming into me, his cock and my power hitting that spot an I felt my mind start to fuzz up as I felt my whole frame shook.

"Come on bitch! Tell me...you like this?"

"N-no..." I say between moans, even as I push back into his thrusts, oh fuck...no....

"Tell me you want this," he says, that cock making me go insane. He undos the straps and I'm no longer held down. My first thought should be of running, it should be of running away...

But my legs wrap around his waist and pulls him into me, I am rutting back into him like a fucking girl! Like one of the whores I fuck, I'm whimpering, pushing back for more. Oh god no...please...what the hell?

"Say it, tell me how much you like this!"

My hands are over my head as I just lose myself in pleasure, every part of my body is being touched, pinched, licked, stroked...I am consumed by lust and I can't stop it. My mind is just mush...all I can do is lay there and be fucked...

"SAY IT!" my voice roars at me as he punches that thing in me.

'I LOVE IT! OH PLEASE FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!!"

I've lost control, I'm pushing back, meeting everyone of his thrusts as he just slams into me harder and harder. Seeing my face, my body fuck me just throws me. I am so turned on it isn't even funny. I can feel TK fingers moving all over my body, my nipples are tweaked, my balls as being licked, I don't have a thought in my mind except how fucking much I love this and never want it to stop.

I am beyond caring if this is a guy or a villain or whatever, all I know is that my entire body is being fucked and I want more, I want so much more.

"I can do that," he says, reading my thoughts and I feel his cock expand, stretching my hole even more. He's using his power to fuck me now, I feel my fucking hole scream as it is torn apart and I scream for more and for faster and fucking me....please fuck me...

My cock erupts as I cum without ever touching it. I feel my ass clamp down on his cock as I shoot the biggest load of my life. Flashes of light explode in front of my eyes as I feel my eyes roll back, my toes curl and I moan like the slut I am.

"Oh fuck yeah," he roars and I feel his cock expand in me. There is a warmth and I know he is shooting his load into me. He's fucking breeding me, this guy just fucking came in my ass...and I let him...and I liked it. My body is still shaking from my orgasm as he slips out of me, my ass feels empty without his cock in it.

He stops stimulating me and my mind starts to clear. I'm still twitching here and there as I feel my body just crash...all I want to do it roll over and go to sleep and pretend this never happened.

And then I hear a noise, something fleshy...

I look down and he is lapping my load off my sweaty body, drinking every drop of my cum. I groan as I realize I can't even raise my hand to stop him. All I can do is lie here, and just let him do whatever he wants to me.

As he licks over my nipple I shudder as my body reacts a little...and I start to sob.

Oh god...what did he do to me?

Thankfully I pass out after that.

When I wake up I'm in a bed. My head is pounding as I sit up weakly. I'm in some kind of prison cot and there is a chain attached to my right ankle. I am still naked and I feel like I am weak as a kitten. I try to move my leg but it won't budge, I just don't have to strength to do anything.

The door opens up and Parasite walks in dressed as me. He has my shirt on and jeans and I scowl.

"What are you doing?"

He smiles, "You like?" he sees I obviously don't so he snaps his fingers, "My bad, how about now?"

He shifts and just like that I am standing there, looking down at me.

"Not bad right?" he asks, moving his hands down his body, "I gotta tell you man, you're a hot piece of ass."

"You got what you wanted, let me go," I say, hating how weak I sound.

"Let you go? Dude! You're the fucking goose that lays the golden cum! I ain't letting you go anywhere! You're gonna sit here, I'm gonna turn this sun lamp on, and you'll slowly recharge, and then I'll come back and we do it all over again. You really think I'd just let this go?"

"People will come looking for me!" I said defiantly.

He gives me a cocky grin and it takes me a second to realize that's just my normal grin, "Why? You aren't gonna be missing."

His words hit home and I feel sick to my stomach.

"See I figure you have to know a ton of meta humans just dying to be drained. Normally it would be a bitch to get close to them but you...you're not just a fucking stud, you're their best friend."

"No!" I cry, realizing I just put all my friends in danger,

"Oh come on Conner, admit it. You are dying to know how Tim or Bart or even Jon stacks up to you. You've always wondered who has the biggest dick...well now we're gonna find out."

I close my eyes, realizing how badly I had fucked up.

He walked towards the door and paused, "But I do have to agree with you."

I looked up at him.

"Being a super hero is fucking cool."

He walked out and locked the door behind him, leaving me trapped and alone.

Not knowing who he was going to take next.